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Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- "God as my witness, at first, I just wanted to build an invincible team," Henry lamented in this world where online gaming and reality merge. After awakening his hidden class, the "supreme support," his team started to become strangely different. Anna Daisy, with her blonde hair and blue eyes, was determined to find him more wives. Emily, a young lady from a mysterious family, turned into a voyeur, spending her days crouched in the corner of his bedroom. The adorable young girl clung to his neck and wouldn't budge. A female general from an expeditionary world was doing everything possible to get herself into his bed. This world was getting stranger and stranger, with more and more mysterious women pleading to join Henry's team. Twenty years later, Henry, looking at the children in the arms of these women, felt somewhat bewildered. "God as my witness, I really did just want to build an invincible team at first..." ---------------------- WPC DEC Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Sugar_Chestnuts · Fantasy
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237 Chs

Chapter227-Night Raid

At that moment, the leading shadows halted their advance, briefly clashed with the shadows behind them, and then scattered in all directions. 

The pursuing shadows relentlessly followed suit. Shortly after, a few more shadows darted out, with several others emerging from the small woods surrounding the dilapidated house to engage them. 

This sequence of events happened three times in total.

Yazd, the leader responsible for protecting Henry and Gali, began to sense that something was amiss. 

It was clear that the enemy intended to exhaust their protective forces before deploying a final team to strike. 

Consequently, Yazd ordered that the next assassination attempt should only be repelled, not pursued.

Unexpectedly, when the fourth wave of assassination arrived, it wasn't a group of shadows that moved together. 

Instead, there was just one person, holding a torch and dressed in black, slowly approaching the dilapidated house.